The weekend around the cabin was a quiet one, both in terms of weather and in terms of the animals and birds I saw (or didn’t see). The promised snowstorm never materialized. Instead, I have fog. Animal sightings are especially low right now, and I don’t really know why. I haven’t seen a deer all week and only a single squirrel. Even bird numbers, especially for sparrows, are lackluster.
Perhaps all this isn’t really as unusual as it feels to me right now. In a normal January, much of my focus and energy is spent dealing with snow or ice and deciding if I should attempt to drive up the mountain to the cabin or to just park the car and walk up. If I decide that walking is needed, then I might have multiple trips to lug groceries, dog food or bird seed up the hill. But this year, it’s been warm and quite lacking in snow, so my normal wintertime focus is altered. I don’t really think that’s the answer, but I’ve been wrong on at least a few occasions in the past, so I’m leaving open that option as a possibility.
This morning the fog made the morning dark and only added to the quiet around the cabin. I'm starting to miss sunnier weather. Perhaps the animals do too.